For every individual shot in Baltimore, many more are wounded

We spent a few minutes on a recent Saturday evening this month lying behind a car as close as possible to the sidewalk. Moments earlier we had been walking to dinner at a friend’s house a few blocks from our own home in Southwest Baltimore. A car drove by slowly, essentially unnoticed. But immediately after it passed, shots erupted behind us. Someone returned fire. A family with small children moved quickly into their home from the stoop, near where we had been walking. It was over in moments, and there was silence except for the sound of approaching sirens.